Un Moment.

By Anonymous.

Luckily I was seated

or I could have fainted,

Your sight was too excellent,

Your smile, 'tho stilted

still had me captivated,

Your eyes were a slit

that's when you were laughing

so hard,

Your mouth was caressing as 

you talked in miles, 

You cuddled a baby so lovingly

the thought you hated babies didn't play out,

The hands, 'tho I was afar

could've made me mad,

I heard the Glee chorus in mind

while you sipped the noodle in air,

I whistled Air Supply

as you stood and sat in rhyme,

I did a David Letterman laugh

as you passed my table by,

Then I saw Epponine cry

as you walked finally into the crowd.